He suddenly has an urge to do a little spear fishing. Strange
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He suddenly has an urge to do a little spear fishing. Strange
> @syntheticslinger
"Sparkle sweet pea you can't be with Sunday, he ain't good enough for y-" /crack
"But I can fix him."
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"What in the heck is that." He squints at the coffee cup in his hand, while he usually isn't one to indulge in proper foods, he still has his sense of smell. He likes his coffee black, sure, but that had to be the most bitter drink he's ever encountered. "Did you make this? Hope not! I thought you'd be better in the kitchen with most folks!" Without another word, he takes the cup out of Dan Heng's hand, taking a small sip from it. He flinches from the pure attack on his senses, very slowly returning the cup back to him. "Well... It ain't malt juice... But it's somethin." He wonders if he can down a pot.
Unprompted || Always Accepting @syntheticslinger
"Coffee." Dan Heng answered bluntly as if it was obvious. He shakes his head and adds, "No. Himeko brewed a fresh pot herself this morning. She wanted me to try out the new beans Trailblazer bought in Belebog."
The beverage in his hand is steaming hot. A color darker than Ix itself swallowing even his reflection. The bitter notes of the freshly brewed coffee scent tickles his nose with an almost burning sensation. If he swirls his mug, the texture looks too thick than velvety smooth of a regular cup.
To most people, they would already be running away from a first glance of Himeko speciality coffee. Not Dan Heng though, who was willing to sample her drinks as long as the navigator let him handle cooking today dinner.
The coffee he can handle. He finds it a challenge to test his body against the concotions she makes.
Not the food though. That was...a different scenario entirely.
He almost shudders thinking about the last time Himeko was too creative preparing dinner.
However, Boothill is too adventurous and too curious about the coffee. The cowboy plucking the cup from his hands. Before Dan Heng can warn him, he's already taking a sip of it and the reaction is instant.
"I was about to tell you it's an acquired taste." Dan Heng comments, taking the cup back from his hands. His brows pinched in concern, "Are you alright, Boothill? I'm not sure your unique physiology can handle regular liquids..."
✵ chenhua and boothill!
Send ✵ and my muse will answer. not accepting. @syntheticslinger
Their first impression of your muse: "Rowdy and impulsive."
Current impression: "He's still the same as he was from when I first met him, but I've grown used to his mannerisms, and I do enjoy his company when he hangs around my workshop during his visits to the Luofu."
Are they attracted to your muse?: "I... um... would it be weird of me to say that I am? Just a little bit..."
Something they find frightening about your muse: "How ruthless he can be during a fight, and the way his demeanor changes when talking about the IPC..."
Something they find adorable about your muse: "I do find how he likes to playfully tease me pretty charming, since I know it's not done with any intention of hurting me."
Would my muse sacrifice themselves for yours?: "I... I think I would, yes, although I'm pretty sure he'd be the one who'd put himself in harm's way for me first since his body can be rebuilt..."
Would my muse go on a date with yours? platonic/romantic: "We already spend time together platonically, but for something more than that... if he ever asked me... maybe a date with him wouldn't be so bad..."
One word my muse would use to describe yours: "Gruff"
Would my muse slap yours if they could?: "No!"
Would my muse hug/kiss yours?: "Hugging I would do if he's ok with it, but kissing I-- uh... I don't know about that...
starter. | @syntheticslinger
Silence follows every echoing scrape of the whetstone against the Ranger's curved blade. The sound is hollow, uncomfortable, the kind that'd send goosebumps scattering down any ordinary person's spine. Sparrowhawk sharpens, pauses, listens; when nothing answers the echoes, she sharpens again.
Something new enters the rhythm -- a metallic clink -- and she swiftly swings her glaive around to point at the intruder with a sigh and roll of her eyes. She glares at him, tone laced with a venomous exasperation.
"You know better than to sneak up on me like that. What do you want, cowboy?"
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MAYBE YOU WILL DRINK WITH ME!!
...Aaaand the bust goes on. Love and peace.
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"Oi! Hold it right there General! Ya can't just walk around with them ears without completin the set! Ya got a commit to a disguise! Here, I got ya." And he presents a clip on tail of that of a lion. Not a real one! Don't worry... But also where did he get that.
THE TIMING?? Always accepting! | syntheticslinger
"Ah! Would you look at that, now I do. Thank you, Ranger." If Boothill won't ask questions, neither will Jing Yuan--
rumor has it you're housing a runaway criminal wanted by the IPC
Rumor has it. Closed. @etherealguard
"I'm aware of some of his... uh... escapades involving them, yes. He told me as much, but I wouldn't exactly say that I'm 'housing' him. Boothill just comes and goes as he pleases. He's a Galaxy Ranger, after all." Chenhua closed her eyes and sighed slowly, feeling unsure what to say next.
"I... don't really know the reason why he holds such animosity towards the IPC. I wouldn't say I'm particularly fond of them as an organization either, but there's always such an... intense hatred behind his eyes whenever he speaks of them, as though they've personally affected him in some way." She hugged her forearms as if to comfort herself.
"Seeing how much he has it out for them? I can only imagine it must have been something awful... but I wouldn't truly know unless he tells me himself."